Although those around her offered comfort, insisting that none of it was her fault, she knew deep down that they only said these things out of kindness, fearing she might hurt herself again.
Ever since she had fainted that one time, everyone had stopped speaking of the baby, as if the child had never existed at all. Yet, she alone knew how profound a place the poor little baby held in her heart. Countless times, she had silently stroked the photograph of the baby smiling so brilliantly. She had specifically asked the nurse to take it for her back then. She had been physically frail at the time, and because the baby had been premature, she was placed in the nursery for special care. That photo became the only image of the baby left in the world.
The nurse had smiled at her then, saying, "Whose baby doesn't come out all wrinkled and ugly at first? But your baby, she’s so fair and lovely, and she even smiles at people."
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